The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Zhulan retracted her gaze and turned to go to the backyard. Today, she has to pickle sauerkraut, and she has a lot of work to do.

There is a lot of cabbage growing in the backyard, but there is no vegetables to eat in winter. In previous years, two jars of cabbage had to be marinated. Bamboo orchid has a plan. "This year, one jar of pickled is enough."

Mrs. Li didn't want to eat pickles all winter, and if you have pickled cabbage, you can change the taste. "Mother, in previous years, there are two tanks, and one tank is not enough."

"I know in my heart. I will pickle a jar this year. The rest of the cabbage will be chopped up and put in the cellar in the afternoon, and some more dried chili will be released this year."

Zhulan was thinking about the spicy cabbage in her heart. She was waiting for Wang Ru to get the spicy cabbage. Naturally, she had to keep more cabbage. Well, she thought she could buy some cabbage.

Li shi wanted to open her mouth several times and swallowed it back, comforting herself, it was right to listen to her mother-in-law, she would be the first obedient daughter-in-law of her mother-in-law, and she would never give it to Zhao shi.

After a while, the second eldest, Zhou Changyi, went to the backyard and whispered beside Zhulan, "Mother, Wang Laosi came to work and came home, and there is a lot of trouble. Now that Wang Laosi is tough, Wang Zhang must be very angry."

Bamboo Orchid, "..."

She found that she really couldn't look at the sons according to the original owner's memory. She really got in touch. The second son was not only shrewd, but also a traitor.

The second eldest Zhou Changyi thinks that his mother is smart, but the look in his eyes is wrong, he seems to be exposed, he can't find the North after being praised by his father, and he is a little floating. Stop talking, "Mother."

Zhulan finally understood that in the original text, the sons were cannon fodder. Live!"

The second child, Zhou Changyi, froze and stared blankly at his mother. Just now, he made a wink and didn't expect her to understand. The mother didn't catch Wang Lao Si, thinking that she was too lazy to answer. Now I realize that my mother understands and understands the meaning, with meaningful eyes. Saw him too!

He thinks he has seen through the whole family, and he has been slapped in the face for the past few days, first his father, and then his mother. The old saying is true, your father will always be your father, and your mother will always be your mother. I used to be too lazy to pay attention to them. I don't even dare to look down on my parents.

Zhulan looked at the second child with satisfaction and looked at her cautiously. To deal with a person like the second child, she had to be better than him.

When pickling sauerkraut, Zhu Lan helped to break the cabbage leaves, and the rest was done by Li's. Li's pickled sauerkraut has its own tricks. In the original memory, I have eaten several sauerkraut, and Li's pickled the most delicious.

Zhulan looked at the jar of sauerkraut and thought of all kinds of sauerkraut delicacies, "When the sauerkraut is ready, buy 2 catties of pork and come back with sauerkraut meat buns."

When the children heard it, they were even more motivated to pick up bad vegetable leaves and feed them to the pigs.

Li looked up at the sky and counted the time, "Mother, what are you doing for lunch?"

Zhulan looked at the cabbage leaves that had been cleaned up and said, "Braise the potatoes with the cabbage, make a cabbage and egg soup."

Afterwards, Zhulan went to the house to set fire to her house. Her house was finished, and she could live in it in the afternoon and evening.

At noon, the Zhulan family wanted to eat for three meals, so they helped with the work and continued to work. No one in the Zhou family sent kindness to call for people to come to eat. They said that if they didn't provide meals, they would not provide meals.

Zhulan finished eating first, and looked at Wang Laosi who was working hard. Wang Laosi went back to school, and Wang Ru should feel that their family was cold-blooded. She didn't care at all. Wang Ru's eyes were thorns in the flesh.

In the afternoon, Zhulan and Mrs. Li chopped cabbage, picked radishes and picked peppers. They also picked the leaves of good peppers. All of these can be pickled as pickles, and nothing will be wasted.

Zhou's cellar is very large, the vegetables in the backyard are almost picked, and there is still a lot of space.

Today, after burning a fire all day, Zhulan muttered, "Tomorrow is over, the eldest and the second borrowed an ox cart to go into the mountains to pick up a few carts of firewood and come back, there is not much firewood at home."

Zhou Shuren answered, "As winter is coming, I will pick up as much as I can while the weather is warm."

Boss, "I see, Mom and Dad."

Zhulan didn't mean to follow up the mountain, she was taking care of her body.

Mrs. Li felt that her family was dead, "Mother, Aunt Wu and I will go to pick mushrooms tomorrow, the last mushrooms of the year."

"Okay, let's go."

Li shi's eyes widened, and after a few days of suffocation, he was finally able to gossip with Aunt Wu.

Early the next morning, not only did Wang Laosi come to work, but Wang Ru also came.

Zhulan, "Come and find Xuehan!"